Anya Likes a Strong Daddy

By Ainslie Adams

Bratty Anya's cruisin' for a bruisin'. She pushes Richard's buttons all day at work, causing him to rain hellfire on her pretty little arse. This is a tale of hardcore sadomasochism wherein a male Dominant humiliates and degrades his female submissive.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ainslie Adams
• Release date: May 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005698638

Ainslie Adams

Ainslie Adams is a Scottish expat living "in the country" forty minutes north of Manhattan. By day she's a regular suburban housewife and soccer mom, dropping off hubby's dry cleaning, carting the kids to practice, taking the dogs for their walkies. But once the sun goes down, she becomes a craven woman who calls her husband "Daddy" and is a bratty Middle. She enjoys drinking, smoking, and ordering in restaurants. She's perfected the art of sarcasm. She's a flame-haired temptress with a booming voice who enjoys performing the occasional striptease at a cocktail party. Ainslie's passions include cooking, sculpting, belly dance, and writing steamy tales for her loyal readers.

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Anya Likes a Strong Daddy

By Ainslie Adams

Copyright © Ainslie Adams, May 2021

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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents in the book are either the product of the author’s imagination or are being used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.

He flickered his eyes down to his wrist and sighed with impatience. His other hand had been drumming on the table for some time now, disturbing what water was left in his glass with his agitation. She was supposed to have been here twenty minutes ago. His food had grown cold waiting, her salad left untouched. Richard took his phone out and checked it again. Be there in 5was her last message, with a smiley face after it. The smile made him growl as he brought his glass to his mouth.

She came waltzing up and gave him a rather quick kiss on the cheek, one that startled him and had him spill his drink onto his sky-blue shirt, leaving dark splattered marks. His annoyance was clearly written on his face as she plopped down in her seat, picked up her fork and stabbed some leafy greens without so much as an apology for her tardiness.

His glare was finally met when she brought her the fork to her mouth and noisily chomped down on it. There was a smirk on her face that rubbed him the wrong way and it took a good deal of restraint on his part not to wipe it from her face right then and there